Forget it. They're never getting posted. Even the one where I'm wearing Ray-Bans (another stereotype, dammit! ).


Being a business agent for Local 813 sure as shit didn't help. But, to be honest, I was still a steward back then. By the time I got the business agent spot, the union was cleaned up a bit and I had finally grown up. Even if it took me forty years to do so, and I have no problem admitting it now. So when you guys think I'm just a cranky old man warning you about a life that most of you don't know a thing about (not you, Blackjack), it's because I'm speaking from experience.

I've never pretended to be anything I'm not. Never once claimed to be a wiseguy. But I grew up where I grew up when the mob was still a powerhouse, I had some family in the game, and I put in 25 years with a notorious Teamsters local. I know what I know, and I don't know what I don't know, nor do I care to know what I don't know. And whoever can't handle that on that site (you know, the one with all the pop-ups and malware), can go fuck themselves.

The owner of the board has ten handles, and a disgruntled former poster from here (the Mexican who insists he's Italian), has another ten. And I'm the one who's who's full of shit .